Flickr/Week(r) è la nostra rubrica settimanale di fotografia. Ogni sabato (o domenica) scegliamo un tema e a partire da quello selezioniamo tra le foto del nostro gruppo Flickr per costruire una galleria di immagini legate da un filo rosso che può essere estetico, concettuale o narrativo.
Jesus lying in his mother’s arms Is a photon released from a dying star We move through the forest at night The sky is full of momentary light And everything we need is just too far We are photons released from a dying star We are fireflies a child has trapped in a jar And everything is distant as the stars I am here and you are where you are
We have lived a long time here in the forest We lie beneath the heaps of leaves We are partial to this partial light We cannot sleep and fear our dreams There is no order here, nothing can be planned We are fireflies trapped in a little boy’s hand And everything is distant as the stars I am here and you are where you are
And we lie among our atoms and I speak to you of things And hope sometimes that maybe you will understand There is no order here and there is no middle ground Nothing can be predicted and nothing can be planned A star is just a memory of a star We are fireflies pulsing dimly in the dark We are here and you are where you are We are here and you are where you are